Chapter 35. Go to Your Head.

Chen Jiashu: “You…”

“Speak again and I’ll f*ck you to death!” He grabbed her bre*st in his hand.

“……” She meekly shut her mouth.

Chen Du was so annoyed that his mind was as blank as his stomach.

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The alarm clock was pressed off, and Chen Jiashu closed her eyes, softly cursing him, “Go to your head, idiot.”

There was no one in the bed next to her. Chen Du had already left, and before he left, he got an alarm clock from somewhere, probably on purpose, specifically to torment her.

Her breakfast was placed on the bedside table; soy milk and vegetarian dumplings were still fizzing hot when the box was unpacked. The amount was not much. She just had a fever, and she had poor digestive function. It was not suitable for eating too many greasy things at once.

Chen Jiashu had never been so sleepy in the morning and could barely keep her eyes open when it was time to get up. She was usually asleep at this time.

Sleepily, she sat on the edge of the bed and yawned while eating her breakfast. She finished just before 6:40am, when the first bus of the day, the 28th bus, was due to arrive at the hospital.

After quickly changing her clothes and washing up, she grabbed her school bag and packed up the things scattered in the ward. The ladybird alarm clock was in her hand, and she took it back and forth towards the bin, and then back and forth again, before she finally grabbed it and stuffed it into her school bag along with the hot water bag that suddenly appeared under the blanket.

The hospital was close to the school by taxi, but the bus stand took a full hour. Passing through eight stations, people came to the bus constantly. They were basically students who entered in groups. The car had no seats or hanging hands, so they leaned against the pole with their schoolbags and chattered about next week’s monthly exams and the new heroes. They said that the tide was turning and that the second group of brain-dead fans had been pleased for less than three days before the room collapsed last night. They pushed and shoved, laughing.

School uniforms and school bags of various colours were stuffed into the carriage, and there were still people eating breakfast while they were crowded like this. The smell of buns mixed with fried food wafted from the front to the back of the car, causing several city ladies with delicate makeup to roll their eyes.

In fact, what was this? Chen Jiashu had even encountered barbecue eaters. The car was full of people and was very shaky. The barbecue sticks were so thin and sharp that her heart was in her throat, afraid that the person next to her would poke her with a stick. It wasn’t just a matter of taste anymore.

She was terrified the whole way back, and the more she thought about it, the more she thought it was wrong. After some research, she found out that it was not allowed to eat food like skewers on the bus. She could report it and have the offender apologise or even be fined.

But when it happened again, she still chose to remain silent even though she knew this method, because by that time she was old enough to know that forces work in tandem. The force that sent the report would probably suffer when the person came back with a vengeance in another way, and she was too weak and had nothing to fall back on. So she sidled up and moved her feet as far away from the spicy man as she could.

The bus stopped longer at the school stop every morning and evening, and Chen Jiashu followed the flow of people as they got off the bus. When she saw the disciplinarian at the entrance of the school with the royalty tag, she took a step back and looked down at the jumper and denim jacket she was wearing. Today was Monday. If she hadn’t worn the uniform, points would be deducted.